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So, a bit about me then:
First and foremost, I love to try and create imaginative and creative scenarios, that (I hope) push the very limits of reason and conventional thought. When I RP (mostly in NRPs) I aim to play powerful and big, things that are on the very edge of OP (I usually give my faction a ridiculous disadvantage though, to keep it fair). In other RPs, I tend towards Science Fiction and Modern Fantasy, playing side characters with some interesting quirks to them. I am also keen on trying some Arena RPing, when I get better at writing.
Other things about me are that I work as a Mental Health Nurse (who would've guessed), and enjoy gaming and drawing as well. I also play trumpet on the side. I have a rough schedule, so I disappear for a couple of days sometimes. But never assume I am dropping out, I will tell you if I am thinking of it (unless it's really serious).
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I know that people don't have a lot of time atm. I myself have been busy getting ready for nan's funeral. I'm not fussed if people are a little slow to post sometimes ^^
Noferktii had attracted the attention of Zuzen and Maarcuu, and tried to stand up straight. "Friends, there is really nothing wrong. You are-" she stopped, and stumbled, coughing again. Blood spattered Zuzen's armor, and she leaned against the wall, breathing hard. "Ok, yes, I think I might be bleeding internally. If I recall, there is still a bullet in me. So, any assistance you know of would be much appreciated." Noferktii smiled, and put a hand on Maarcuu's shoulder. "Friend, your actions are noble. And I sense you are desperately looking for someone. So, I will make you an offer: My companions and I were looking for a Merchant ship, that went missing on this world: The Gluon Trail. Help me find my companion Deefron, and you will possibly find the ship. If we do, and it isn't a pile of scrap metal, then she is yours to do with as you please. On the Merchant's Honor."
Meanwhile, Oradis was still listening intently to this exchange. It twitched slightly at the mention of the Gluon Trail, and sighed at it's poor misfortune. So, that ship it traded for it's life to Rectja's thugs... No chance of getting it now. Short of storming the palace and taking Rectja's life, which would be a suicide mission. Even if it's still intact, he probably has it hidden deep in his many private dry docks. Oradis got up to it's feet, and decided to join the exchange. It crossed it's arms, and addressed Noferktii. "We have seen your ship. We 'liberated' it from the hangar, and had outfitted it for our travels." He paused, and shrugged "We mean, the crew were dead, and weren't going to miss it. However, Rectja's thugs have been extorting us for some time now, and decided they wanted it more. So that ship now belongs to him. Go and try to take it from him, if you must. Don't let us get in your way."
Meanwhile, Oradis was still listening intently to this exchange. It twitched slightly at the mention of the Gluon Trail, and sighed at it's poor misfortune. So, that ship it traded for it's life to Rectja's thugs... No chance of getting it now. Short of storming the palace and taking Rectja's life, which would be a suicide mission. Even if it's still intact, he probably has it hidden deep in his many private dry docks. Oradis got up to it's feet, and decided to join the exchange. It crossed it's arms, and addressed Noferktii. "We have seen your ship. We 'liberated' it from the hangar, and had outfitted it for our travels." He paused, and shrugged "We mean, the crew were dead, and weren't going to miss it. However, Rectja's thugs have been extorting us for some time now, and decided they wanted it more. So that ship now belongs to him. Go and try to take it from him, if you must. Don't let us get in your way."
I have to replan how we are going to do this, since Art isn't able to post right now. So, if you give me a little time, I'll get the RP rolling again.
We'll still keep going with the mission, and you can drop in again later to have another shot at a side quest. All goods ^^
So, yeah, will try to get a post up soon.
And thanks guys for the support, I really appreciate it ^^ *Hugs all of you back in super hug*
And thanks guys for the support, I really appreciate it ^^ *Hugs all of you back in super hug*
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"Now, when we arrive, Tick Tock, I want you to immediately find the ship's workshop and set up my belongings. I'll need the space for my studies, Hehe, HO!"
Quallyss was indeed pleased with the change in plans. Normally, he would detest having to miss out on the final marking period of the year, but at the same time, he loved field work. It was the most challenging aspect of his job, having to be on the forefront of scientific endeavor and research. Only a mind as truly brilliant as Quallyss' was up to the task, and he knew that he would be challenged. And so, with a bounce in his step and a grin on his face, he disembarked from his private carriage and entered the hangar, with Tick Tock carrying luggage, tool kits and other necessities closely behind Quallyss.
Humming a tune, Quallyss rounded a corner and heard talking in the next section. Probably some early comers, he thought to himself. Quallyss was about to make his presence known when he smelled the familiar aroma of gunpowder, and heard the crack of firearms. Cautiously, he poked his head around the corner, and his ear flicked in the direction of the talking. At the sound of gunfire, Tick Tock noisily dropped all it's things, backed up to a storage crate with arms out, and it's knees began to shake violently, with a loud rattling. "Quiet, Tick Tock!, You'll alert them to our position!" Quallyss breathed at him, anger apparent in his voice. Quallyss detested violence.
Quallyss went on all fours, and jumped up the crates, observing the scene from the supports high in the rooftop, drawing his flintlock pistol. Hmm, it appears they have a situation... No, wait, it's all sorted. He saw the familiar Dimitry Kovalev under a magical barrier, accompanied by two others Quallyss didn't recognize. Apparently, there had been a firefight. But it appears it is all settled now. It was then that Quallyss noticed the air crackle around a particular spot, ever so slightly and barely perceptible. Ah, so we have a mage trying to hide, eh? Time to drop in and say hi, I think... Quallyss nimbly hopped through the frames of the roofing until he was right above the spot where the mage was hidden. He then holstered his pistol, jumped down and free fell, boots first.
Quallyss landed on top of the mage with a loud thud, and knocked him to the ground, dazing and concussing him. He stepped off the mage, and dusted himself off, before standing to attention in front of Dmitry, saluting him. "T.A.C. Officer Quallyss sir. At your service. We received a letter asking - Hang on, just a second," Quallyss drew his pistol, and turned around, firing it at the mage he previously dropped on, as he was trying to crawl away. He made a grunt, fell back to the floor and and was still. "Sorry sir, I have no time for criminals. Any who, Quallyss here. We have heard quite the stories of your endeavors, Mister Kovalev. And surely, quite the tale here already, wouldn't you say, he he?"
Quallyss was indeed pleased with the change in plans. Normally, he would detest having to miss out on the final marking period of the year, but at the same time, he loved field work. It was the most challenging aspect of his job, having to be on the forefront of scientific endeavor and research. Only a mind as truly brilliant as Quallyss' was up to the task, and he knew that he would be challenged. And so, with a bounce in his step and a grin on his face, he disembarked from his private carriage and entered the hangar, with Tick Tock carrying luggage, tool kits and other necessities closely behind Quallyss.
Humming a tune, Quallyss rounded a corner and heard talking in the next section. Probably some early comers, he thought to himself. Quallyss was about to make his presence known when he smelled the familiar aroma of gunpowder, and heard the crack of firearms. Cautiously, he poked his head around the corner, and his ear flicked in the direction of the talking. At the sound of gunfire, Tick Tock noisily dropped all it's things, backed up to a storage crate with arms out, and it's knees began to shake violently, with a loud rattling. "Quiet, Tick Tock!, You'll alert them to our position!" Quallyss breathed at him, anger apparent in his voice. Quallyss detested violence.
Quallyss went on all fours, and jumped up the crates, observing the scene from the supports high in the rooftop, drawing his flintlock pistol. Hmm, it appears they have a situation... No, wait, it's all sorted. He saw the familiar Dimitry Kovalev under a magical barrier, accompanied by two others Quallyss didn't recognize. Apparently, there had been a firefight. But it appears it is all settled now. It was then that Quallyss noticed the air crackle around a particular spot, ever so slightly and barely perceptible. Ah, so we have a mage trying to hide, eh? Time to drop in and say hi, I think... Quallyss nimbly hopped through the frames of the roofing until he was right above the spot where the mage was hidden. He then holstered his pistol, jumped down and free fell, boots first.
Quallyss landed on top of the mage with a loud thud, and knocked him to the ground, dazing and concussing him. He stepped off the mage, and dusted himself off, before standing to attention in front of Dmitry, saluting him. "T.A.C. Officer Quallyss sir. At your service. We received a letter asking - Hang on, just a second," Quallyss drew his pistol, and turned around, firing it at the mage he previously dropped on, as he was trying to crawl away. He made a grunt, fell back to the floor and and was still. "Sorry sir, I have no time for criminals. Any who, Quallyss here. We have heard quite the stories of your endeavors, Mister Kovalev. And surely, quite the tale here already, wouldn't you say, he he?"
Nan died.
Is why I've been quiet.
Is why I've been quiet.
I know, I freaking luv Space Dandy ^^
Give me a little bit, and I'll post. Once I kick this hangover XD
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